Saturday, February 17, 2007

Night Walk

Serenaded by sickness
On the night the moon fell from the sky
Remembering all went dark
The stars weren't real after all
Just holes in the sheet


And so we stood there for a while
So much further away than we hoped
It was brisk, I think
And the night played on the edges of our eyes
This was alone as we could get
Closed in and claustrophobic
Waiting for a similar night to replay itself
Just wait.

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